Yesterday was the 15th birthday of PHP, which was nice.
A long, long time ago in a crib far, far away… (a story from Auntie Gia):
Have a very wonderful day today. This is an indeed a special day. I remember when your mother and father brought you home from the hospital after your birth. I was in Pittsburgh helping take care of Ken. Your parents brought out Ken’s old cradle bed. It was small. Before they could put you in it, Two year old Ken stuffed himself in the cradle, lied down, sucked his thumb and would not move. Your mom enjoyed that moment.
Have a happy My Birthday, everyone!